Rita expresses frustration at feeling like she can only engage with others through humor and not serious conversation due to her lack of education. She worries that others see her as just a source of entertainment rather than someone who can learn. Rita recalls an experience where she joined her family and friends singing at the pub, but noticed her mother had stopped singing and was crying because "we could sing better songs than those." This experience reinforced Rita's desire to continue her education so she is not limited only to the songs on the jukebox and can engage in more meaningful discussions.
Rita expresses frustration at feeling like she can only engage with others through humor and not serious conversation due to her lack of education. She worries that others see her as just a source of entertainment rather than someone who can learn. Rita recalls an experience where she joined her family and friends singing at the pub, but noticed her mother had stopped singing and was crying because "we could sing better songs than those." This experience reinforced Rita's desire to continue her education so she is not limited only to the songs on the jukebox and can engage in more meaningful discussions.
Rita expresses frustration at feeling like she can only engage with others through humor and not serious conversation due to her lack of education. She worries that others see her as just a source of entertainment rather than someone who can learn. Rita recalls an experience where she joined her family and friends singing at the pub, but noticed her mother had stopped singing and was crying because "we could sing better songs than those." This experience reinforced Rita's desire to continue her education so she is not limited only to the songs on the jukebox and can engage in more meaningful discussions.
RITA: But I don’t wanna be charming and delightful: funny. What’s
funny? I don’t wanna be funny. I wanna talk seriously with the rest of you, I don’t wanna spend the night takin’ the piss, comin’ on with the funnies because that’s the only way I can get into the conversation. I didn’t want to come to your house just to play the court jester. I don’t want to be myself. Me? What’s me? Some stupid woman who gives us all a laugh because she thinks she can learn, because she thinks that one day she’ll be like the rest of them, talking seriously, confidently, with knowledge, livin’ a civilised life. Well, she can’t be like that really but bring her in because she’s good for a laugh! I’m all right with you, here in this room; but when I saw those people you were with I couldn’t come in. I would have seized up. Because I’m a freak. I can’t talk to the people I live with any more. An’ I can’t talk to likes of them on Saturday, or them out here, because I can’t learn the language. I’m a half-caste. I went back to the pub where Denny was, an’ me mother, an’ our Sandra, an’ her mates. I’d decided I wasn’t comin’ here again. I went into the pub an’ they were singin’, all of them singin’ some song they’d learnt from the juke box. An’ I stood in that pub an’ thought, just what the frig am I trying to do? Why don’t I just pack it in an’ stay with them, an’ join in the singin’? You think I can, don’t you? Just because you pass a pub doorway an’ hear the singin’, you think we’re all O.K., that we’re all survivin’, with the spirit intact. Well I did join in with the singin, I didn’t ask any question, I just went along with it. But when I looked around me mother had stopped singin, an’ she was cryin’, but no one could get it out of her why she was crying’. Everyone just said she was pissed an’ we should get her home. So we did, an’ on the way I asked her why. I said, ‘Why are y’ cryin’, Mother?’ She said, ‘Because – because we could sing better songs than those’. Ten minutes later, Denny had her laughing and singing again, pretending she hadn’t said it. But she had. And that’s why I came back. And that’s why I’m staying.